Dismantle. Repair.

In life there are those who make plans and follow them through to completion. Then there are those that fail to make plans and just kind of cruise along with whatever life throws at them. Although the latter may seem freeing, it can be rather confining.

As time passes, the organized become the accomplished while the messy make a mess of things. The determined fight battles and see them through to the end and the procrastinators leave accomplishments at the wayside.

When you’re young, you figure that you are going to live forever. This immortality produces a feeling of invincibility. You honestly believe that you are better off than you really are. You believe that nobody and nothing can get you down. You pretend that you are doing great, that everything is fine. But then one day you reach a point of maturity, where realization and worry begin to set in place. Then when you look back at your life, you realize that you have wasted time, resources and potential, all in the name of having fun.
As you get older, time seems to move faster than it did when you were sitting in a high school classroom counting the seconds until the 7th period bell rang and you got to go home. Those eternal minutes now turn into precious seconds that you hang onto for dear life, only to slip away with ease.

As you get older, you realize that most of the thoughts of your youth were foolishness. But if you realize that you have made a mistake while you are still in life, you always have the option of starting over. That should be counted as a blessing.

So you stand there, staring at your mistakes. You stand there staring at the possibility of a bright future. There’s only one thing left to do, dismantle it all. The mentality that led you there, the lack of ambition, the laziness, the procrastination, everything. And when you are standing there looking at a blank canvas, you start over. You start over, and then you smile.